Inside the monitoring room, Gwen took off her headphones, her expression calm.
Since the information she needed was already in hand, there was no need for her to pay attention to the rest, so she simply stopped listening.
"Boss, how should we deal with these things?" A former Talon, dressed in plain clothes, came over, his eyes full of curiosity.
And "these things" he referred to were the antique paintings and calligraphy piled in the corner.
Gwen didn't speak, silently stood up, walked to the shelf by the wall, and looked at a sealed ink painting.
On the canvas, ink-rendered landscapes were faintly visible, and the calligraphy was strong and powerful, exuding a charm distinct from the current era.
As for the other calligraphies... well, they looked somewhat familiar at first glance, but upon closer inspection, they felt less so.
No help for it, different dynasties and different scripts meant some characters were truly incomprehensible.
After a moment of thought, Gwen said, "These are things from China. Find a way to send them back to China."
"As for the others..." She paused, then turned around, her gaze sweeping over everyone present, "Sell them all. Consider it a bonus for everyone."
Immediately, the entire room erupted in cheers.
Because Qiu Huayan was interrogating Benjamin over there, Gwen casually pointed to a Chinese former Talon.
Oh, no, he should be called a Plumber now.
Due to a certain dark humor, Gwen named her private armed force the Plumbers, and the organization itself was named the Tiangong Society.
This is also why the default color of the armor is White.
However, it actually has a color-changing function; if needed, all lights can be extinguished and switched to black to blend into the Shadow.
Gwen casually pointed to a Chinese Plumber and asked him to find a way to send the Chinese antiques back.
She even reminded him to make sure the note said 'Overseas Chinese'.
The Plumber scratched his head as he left.
That's not right; according to the information he saw yesterday, his boss's family didn't have any Chinese members...
In the following days, Gotham could be said to have once again plunged into a bloodbath.
It's worth noting that the Wayne Couple murder case had only recently been closed, and the achievements of the two heroic Police were still on the headlines, yet a new storm had arrived.
This time, the victims were the various prominent families native to Gotham.
A criminal organization calling itself the Tiangong Society targeted one major family each day, forcibly breaking into their premises, looting their valuables, and not forgetting to kidnap the Family Head.
The lower and middle-class citizens of Gotham were truly enlightened.
Good heavens, they had always heard that Gotham was chaotic, and those with power and influence always remained safe, while they themselves, walking down the street, either encountered impulsive robbers or were forced by desperation to become robbers themselves.
Normally, news reports were about murder incidents at certain intersections or civilians being robbed and killed.
During this period, everything changed.
The organization called the Tiangong Society would rob one family today and another tomorrow.
Those who knew understood it was robbery; those who didn't might think they were just shopping at a supermarket.
They initially stealthily took away Mr. Douglas Keller of the Keller family, a shareholder of the Wayne Group.
At this time, no one knew what these audacious robbers were called.
Then came the Wilson family, the Carter family, and the Blake family.
At this point, the cards they left behind announced the arrival of the Tiangong Society organization.
It's important to know that while those families were merely local powerhouses in a single city, this was Gotham.
Those who could thrive here as evergreen trees were not simple.
For example, Ms. Elena Carter of the Carter family directly dispatched an army, intending to deter the Tiangong Society members through sheer force.
However, during a shift change, Ms. Carter disappeared, and all the valuable possessions of the Carter family also vanished.
Just as the army was panicking over their failed mission and angry at the Tiangong Society for their dishonorable sneak attack, they suddenly discovered something terrifying.
Where was their Commander? Where had the Commander gone???
After this incident, the upper echelons of Gotham finally realized the seriousness of the situation.
However, because not everyone in the Court of Owls knew each other's identities, only a small portion realized this was an attack on members of the Court of Owls.
This segment of people directly deployed Talons as their bodyguards.
When the Plumbers detected this news, their eyes lit up.
As an entity specifically designed to raid the Owls' homes, the gene repair gun was standard equipment.
If the other side had truly called a team of mercenaries to guard, perhaps nothing would have happened.
But the other side called a bunch of Talons to act as guards... hehehe.
The Tiangong Society squad, which was not originally large in number, successfully gained a new batch of members.
And because of the extensive financial losses, the Gotham Police Department had completely erupted into chaos...
Inside the Police station, the incandescent lights stung one's eyes, and the air was filled with the mixed scent of coffee stains and tobacco.
Gordon learned for the first time that the atmosphere in the department could be so heated.
"We should go to the Carter family first! The Carter family has always been an important investor for our Police Department!" A Police Officer slammed a stack of documents onto the table, the papers scattering noisily, all detailing economic losses.
"Forget it! Isn't Queen Industries not important?" Another Police, his face flushed, retorted, veins bulging in his neck, nearly spilling coffee on the other person.
"Stop arguing, all of you!" The Superintendent's roar came from the office, instantly silencing the entire room.
"If you ask me, we should go to..."
Before the Superintendent could finish, a Police behind him directly threw a punch, knocking him unconscious.
Immediately, the entire room erupted into an uproar again.
Gordon and Harvey Bullock leaned against the filing cabinet, one with a pipe, the other with a cigarette butt, both covering their ears with their hands, looking utterly resigned.
For the first time, they felt that their colleagues participating in the discussion were the ones acting like diligent, good Police, while the two of them, not participating, seemed to be slacking off.
This was also the second time they realized that their colleagues' enthusiasm for work could be so high.
Of course, even if the two of them appeared indifferent and uninvolved, their other arguing colleagues wouldn't say anything or force them to take sides.
After all, at the end of the day, their own masters hadn't been attacked yet, so not being anxious was normal.
Harvey Bullock himself was closer to the Falcone faction and only interacted more with people from the Falcone faction; at least, unlike other Police, he didn't have small families backing him.
And Gordon, who was originally heavily ostracized in the Police Department, was naturally labeled as a member of the Wayne camp by others in the Police Department due to his successful discovery of the murderer of the Wayne Couple.
Even though Wayne had never engaged in any favoritism or corruption, nor had he ever asked Gordon to do anything bad, Gordon was still branded with the Wayne label.
Gordon had complained to Harvey about this while they were eating hot dogs.
Harvey's attitude towards this was quite jovial.
"Congratulations, Detective James, on also becoming a glorious corrupt Police, hahahaha!"